"I agree. Though I would also argue that we Tributes owe it to one another to be kind when it is possible." What Damian characterized as pride, Enjolras would have referred to as dignity but it was all more or less the same thing when you got right down to it. They were both unwilling to betray their principles even in such a place.

He turns, looking through the crisp night air at the little bit of the candy-coated arena actually visible to them in the dwindling firelight. "Well, I hope you're feeling better, at any rate."